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"Buzzing".

The blood spirit seed that was originally calm in the palm of the hand began to buzz wildly with the help of magic.

Inside, countless wails echoed, their piercing sound even making Zhang Lingyu feel somewhat disoriented.

Fortunately, he regained consciousness in time. In an instant, a streak of blood flashed through the air and crashed straight into Ming Yixing, who was rushing over.

"What is this thing? It's so eerie!"

The old man from the Ming family abruptly stopped in mid-air. He could clearly feel the immense power contained within the Blood Spirit Seed, and knew that if he did not flee, he would surely perish on the spot.

He cursed as he fled, "Damn brat, how could you have such tricks up your sleeve?"

Although he tried to cut his losses and escape, Blood Spirit still caught up and exploded when he was less than a foot away!

A massive burst of blood-red light engulfed the sky, causing the surrounding poisonous mist to swerve aside. Blood rained down from the sky, and even the five Foundation Establishment cultivators couldn't help but look in this direction.

Before Ming Yixing, who was at the center of the explosion, could even think, she was reduced to dust.

The shockwave from the explosion caused everyone present to involuntarily stagger back more than ten steps, with the weaker ones being thrown out and falling to the ground unconscious.

When the bloodstains faded, they looked at the boy who had thrown the object in horror, none daring to take a step closer.

Just kidding, this thing is as powerful as a full-force attack from a peak Qi Refining cultivator.

Zhang Lingyu was equally shocked, never expecting things to turn out this way. Now that no one was paying attention to him, he took out a few pills while fleeing and began to recover quickly.

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"Fellow Daoist Zhang, this member of your clan is truly a case of appearances can be deceiving!"

In the center of the battlefield, Yue Zhenhai looked at the large crater left by the explosion and couldn't help but sigh:

"This power is at least comparable to a full-force attack from a peak Qi Refining expert. It seems your family really went all out this time."

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me."

Zhang Xingyao raised an eyebrow. He hadn't expected Zhang Lingyu to possess such a treasure. Although it seemed to be something belonging to a demonic cultivator, now was not the time to concern himself with it.

With a flick of his long staff, he blocked the aggressive Ming Yichuan.

"This Ming Yixing is really useless, and what's the background of that kid?"

Ming Yichuan was also furious at this moment. Losing a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator was a significant loss for him, but he was powerless to do anything about it.

There was no other reason than that Zhang Xingyao on the other side had begun to gradually suppress him.

"We can't let this drag on any longer!"

The Ming family patriarch hardened his heart, produced a milky-white jade wheel in his hand, flew into the air and began to accumulate power, ready to crash into the opponent at any moment.

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The Bright Moon Mystic Light Wheel is a top-grade Foundation Establishment magic weapon, considered the best magic weapon the Ming family owns.

Seeing this, Zhang Xingyao knew that the other party was getting serious, so he unleashed his family's most treasured artifact without hesitation.

The Five Animal Fire Fan is also a high-grade Foundation Establishment magic weapon, passed down from the ancestor who founded the Zhang family. To this day, at least five Foundation Establishment cultivators have fallen at its hands.

The tense atmosphere between the two sides made the two Foundation Establishment cultivators and Yun Ruifeng's eyelids twitch, and they all moved away from the center of the storm.

"Ding ding ding..."

The rapidly spinning Bright Moon Mystic Wheel suddenly swooped down, and Zhang Xingyao, holding the Five Animal Fire Fan, fanned it with all his might, creating a vortex of flames in mid-air that collided violently with it.

The massive surge of spiritual energy caused the three Qi Refining cultivators nearby to gasp in shock. The sight of Foundation Establishment cultivators fighting each other was a rare treat for them, and they couldn't help but watch.

As the power of the two foundation-building artifacts grew stronger, the water beneath the feet of the two clan leaders evaporated at a visible rate, and some rocks gradually emerged from the water.

"Purple Sun Heavenly Fire!"

Zhang Xingyao held a treasure fan in one hand and quickly made a hand seal with the other, preparing to severely injure Ming Yichuan. However, the opponent was not unprepared. He opened his mouth and spat out a tortoise shell, which he managed to block the spell with difficulty.

The attack failed, which made his heart sink. The Five Animal Fire Fan consumed a great deal of magical power, and he had to find a way to break the deadlock.

But wasn't Ming Yichuan thinking the same thing?

The original plan was to deal with Zhang Xingyao together with Yun Ruifeng, but who knew that the cultivators in the clan would let that rogue cultivator escape? Otherwise, how could there have been such a change?

Seeing that he couldn't do anything to his opponent for the time being, he gritted his teeth, took out a low-grade third-tier talisman from his pocket, and painfully activated it.

As soon as the talisman left his hand, it transformed into thousands of tiny lightning bolts in mid-air, dancing wildly like silver snakes, crackling and exploding.

At first, it was just a few scattered spots, but in an instant, it spread like wildfire, becoming increasingly uncontrollable.

Lightning intertwined and swirled, frantically devouring spiritual energy in the air, condensing into a huge lightning ball with a diameter of about ten feet, hanging high in the sky!

The surrounding air currents were stirred up by the violent lightning, forming a visible twisted vortex. The three Foundation Establishment cultivators watching from afar suddenly felt a chill run down their spines. If they were hit by this, they would be seriously injured even if they didn't die.

"Alright, the Karma-Attracting Heavenly Thunder Talisman, Ming Yichuan, you're quite willing to give it up."

Zhang Xingyao's eyelids twitched as he looked at it. Thunder was one of the most domineering forces in the world, and this kind of talisman was much more powerful than a third-grade low-level talisman of the same level.

This was originally one of the Ming family's trump cards, but unexpectedly they brought it out at this time.

Fortunately, he was prepared this time and quickly threw out a Xuanjia Iron Wall Talisman. To prevent being unable to withstand it, he forced out his essence blood from his tongue and sprayed it on.

In an instant, a burst of spiritual light erupted, forming a spiritual shield in front of him, firmly blocking the lightning from entering.

"Boom!"

A few breaths later, the lightning gradually dissipated, revealing Zhang Xingyao's somewhat disheveled figure. The Zhang family patriarch was pale-faced and his upper body clothes were torn to shreds.

Although he was injured, he was far from being too badly wounded to fight.

"He's still alive!"

Ming Yichuan's eyes blazed with fury. He had used all the methods left by his ancestors, but he still couldn't kill his great enemy. His resentment grew, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blessed Moonlight Wheel shone even brighter, as if it would kill the enemy in front of it at any moment.

"Um?"

Before the magical artifacts had fully accumulated, all the cultivators present, including the five Foundation Establishment cultivators, felt the ground beneath their feet tremble incessantly, and the previously escaped green-eyed toad burst out of the water again.

However, this time it did not attack the group, but instead ran quickly into the forest.

"Oh no, everyone retreat!"

The three clan leaders changed their expressions slightly and gave orders in unison. Although they didn't know what was coming, the only thing that could frighten the green-eyed toad was probably a monster even more powerful than it.

After hearing this, everyone prepared to retreat, but unexpectedly, a huge head emerged from the pool and leaped out, enveloping all the cultivators present like a black curtain.

Zhang Lingyu looked up in horror and saw that the monster was about thirty feet long and as thick as an ancient tree. Its body was covered with dark black scales. It had no horns on its head, but had three pairs of twisted, poisonous tumors on its head, which were extremely oppressive.

Dark green venom seeped from between the scales, hissing as it dripped onto the ground.

"What kind of monster is this!?"

Everyone suddenly felt their hands and feet turn ice cold, as if the magic power in their bodies had been frozen, making it impossible for them to move their hands and feet.

"It's the Poison Cloud Ink Dragon!"

"Hurry up!"

The three clan leaders immediately stopped fighting and roared at the crowd like madmen.

The two Foundation Establishment cultivators shuddered and, disregarding any promises they had made, turned and ran.

Ming Yichuan was filled with boundless fear. The Poison Cloud Ink Dragon was a top-tier demon beast, possessing the bloodline of an ancient dragon. Its power was comparable to that of a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator.

As he fled, he glanced at Zhang Xingyao, whose face was grim, and said with a wry smile, "Fellow Daoist Zhang, it seems we'll have to put aside our feud for now."

"If we don't hold off this monster and allow our people to escape, we'll all perish here today!"

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